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You woud think I 'd be happy to be assigned to a special case like this, but you'd be wrong. Why? Two words: Draco Malfoy. Merlin, how will I survive these next few months? And to top it all off, I now have to fly on an airplane. What? I'm not nervous. Well, okay...maybe a little. Just don't tell Malfoy.
Okay, so Malfoy helped me get over my nerves with flying. He's still annoying. And what's this club he's talking about? I've never heard of it. Ugh. And how can he be so confident with others? No, I'm not jealous of him. I'm not.
Thank Merlin we're no longer stuck on that plane. Now we're just stuck in some small, shabby hotel room. Oh, this just keeps getting better and better, doesn't it? And did you see the girl Malfoy was flirting with? Oh Merlin. And how did he manage to get me to admit something so private about myself? Damn him.
Yes, I did agree to go to the club with Malfoy. And now he's actually trying to coach me in flirting with girls. Have I really become so bad at this that I would need his help? Okay, well, I did accidentally turn one girl away from me, and then fainted with another. But I couldn't really control that last one. Thank Merlin Malfoy was there to help me. I guess he's not really all that bad. Oh bugger. Don't tell Malfoy I said that.
I'm so grateful Malfoy helped me get back to the hotel. Yes, it's true. And thankfully, my dizziness is going away, although I still don't have all my strength back, which sucks. I mean I can't even fight with Malfoy, when he tells me he has to get out for a bit. What is going on with him? Why is he acting so weird? And what exactly does he have to clear his mind of?
Great, not only did I miss Malfoy, but now my boss was yelling at me. Okay, okay. I know I shouldn't have let Malfoy go alone, but at least he's back now. And here we go again, having another argument. But that's not as shocking as me actually talking to him about my personal life. I know! How did that happen? But I have to admit, he was a real comfort to talk to.
I feel so more relaxed this morning. I guess that talk really did help last night. And speaking of talking, did you know that Malfoy actually talks in his sleep? Of course, I couldn't really make fun of him for it, especially with what I heard. How could someone do that to him? Didn't they see how lucky they were? And here we go again. Malfoy flirting with someone else. Ugh, did it have to be my healer though? And what are these feelings I'm having of my own? How could I have done that?
So Malfoy got the date with the healer. Oh joy (yes, my sarcasm still hasn't left me). But it looks like we may have found a solution to this third-wheel problem. That is, if I agree to it. Oh Merlin, can I? I mean it's Zabini, Malfoy's best mate. Well, okay, he's not that bad of a person. We actually get along pretty well. I mean he definitely can make me laugh. But what is it about this healer I just don't like? It can't be jealousy, can it? Oh bugger.
I hate waiting like this. I mean, don't get me wrong. Zabini is good company, but it still doesn't change the fact that I miss Malfoy. And let's just say, after finally seeing him, a lot more emotions ran through me than just missing him. I still can't believe what happened. Maybe I should just let Kingsley assign a new Auror to this case, seeing as how I can't seem to do it well. And this new revelation of mine doesn't help the situation either.
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